Growing up and living life has always been a little different for me than most people, being closer than normal to my brother and sister. My mom and dad were very surprised when they found out they were having triplets after having issues with getting pregnant.
My mom delivered us at 37 weeks, which is surprising for a triplet pregnancy. I was born first, then my brother, which was unexpected because the doctors had told my parents my brother would be last. In the delivery room, everyone was confused. My brother, Mason, ended up being the second and then my sister was third.
Since we were born early due to complications with my moms blood pressure, we all had to stay in the neonatal intensive care unit for quite some time.
Both my mom and dad agree that us staying in the NICU was hard because for the first 30 days, they had no babies at home, which most of the time is unusual after having a child.
My sister, Allison, was the first to go home after 30 days. This was an exciting time for my parents. I ended up coming home the next day.
Even though two of us were home, it was still hard for my parents because they were missing one of us at home and had to manage spending time with us girls but also to take time to visit my brother.
Thankfully, both sides of my mom’s and dad’s family showed overwhelming support to my parents, allowing them to visit Mason.
My brother was the smallest baby, weighing 1.9 pounds when he was born. Since he was so small, he had to spend extra time in the NICU to help him grow and to also help his breathing and eating abilities. The doctors told my parents that Mason would never be able to walk or crawl. He had to be on a feeding tube for his first two years and oxygen for two and a half years.
Mason ended up being out of the NICU after a stay of 90 days. Managing three babies and my brother’s health issues was not easy in the beginning. My parents worked together to adapt to their new lifestyle and everything ended up calming down after the first few months.
Growing up went by quickly and now we are sophomores in high school, getting ready to start driving. Mason grew out of his health issues and now even wrestles for our school’s team. My parents never expected him to grow out of his issues, but we are so thankful he did.
Being a triplet shows you how much your siblings actually care about you. When I was eight, I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes. It was a pretty scary time in my life. I ended up being in a coma for three days and stayed in the hospital for a week to adapt to a new lifestyle. After everything ended up being fine and I learned how to deal with the disease, my brother and sister both told me everything was going to be fine. They would be there to help and support me. I know I scared them in those early years, but through my childhood, they have pushed me to be the best version of myself.
Most people do not believe it when we tell them we are triplets since it’s a unique thing to encounter. When we were younger, we looked more alike since my mom would always coordinate how we dressed. Allison, Mason and I still have similar features, but we definitely all three have different personalities and hobbies.
The three of us siblings built an unbreakable friendship. I never have known anything different between sharing the same birthday or being all in the same grade, but I would not want to have it any other way.
Don’t get me wrong, we do argue sometimes, but we always work it out in the end.
If I had an option to not be a triplet, I do not think I would like it because I have never known anything different. Also, I know my brother and sister go through the same things as me, so we can be there to support each other. Being a triplet and being so close in age may not sound great to you, but it is better than you think, and I would not change it for the world.
Sharon Spicer • Oct 29, 2024 at 9:55 pm
Awesome article. Beautiful.